Lake Rodney time after time

"There's no reining in that one, is it?" Wraen remarked, thinking about the day, when she had caught Fennec making her way out in the world all on her own out of spite. And were it not for that, perhaps, she would not have come as far as she had in her almost two years long of a life. "It would be nice to see her again and have a chat," she said to herself, not remembering the last time they had met in person.

"Do you remember the very first time we met?" she asked him suddenly, struck by a different memory. A very old one with faded pictures and a bit rag-tag along the edges. "I had just come to the valley and you had just left the caldera and we ran into each other by a lake," she recounted the details. "I don't know, whether it was this one or the other, but I do know that I was pretty convinced that you were either fishing or considering going with the mermaids," she smiled.

"And... I sort of hoped to become friends with you, but we happened not to run into each other for almost a lifetime after that," Wraen went on. "Us being here now after another lifetime of events and experience, nearing the sunset years of our lives... kind of makes it a full circle. Poetic even," she finished.